Han Zheng felt that it was very troublesome. If they didn't deal with it properly… it might cause a dispute.
There was another question. Was the driver blind?
Kidnapping special forces soldiers? He was courting death!
Han Zheng, who had been sighing for a while, raised his question in a low voice, "Q King, do you think it's really an extremist? Is he blind? Couldn't he see that the three of them can't be provoked? Is he blind?"
For some reason, Han Zheng sympathized with the unknown person who dared to kidnap three special forces soldiers.
How bold!
Was he blind? He had eyes for nothing!
Xia Jinyuan stopped rubbing the pistol and suddenly looked up at Han Zheng. His gaze was so vicious that Han Zheng felt a chill down his spine. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Don't look at me like that. It'll make me feel like I'm going to die in the next second."
Xia Jinyuan smiled and patted his shoulder. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're very useful. I won't let you die.
